"It is given to few women to stand out alone, with no double, no rival, in a city of half a million, and it is thus Mme. Cary (Julia Love) has stood for more than half a century. Her death yesterday leaves a vacancy none may hope to fill, because of her enormous indi- viduality and her consistent expression of the same.
Eighty-eight years are given as the measure of her life; but not one of these years, however weighted by the experiences of sorrow and joy, had been sufficient to take from her spirit its supreme quality of youthfulness, of joy and even gaiety. She had not changed in appearance for a quarter of a century--not that she did not look her years; but time and experience having arrived at a perfect work long ago, left her charming and interesting to the day of her death; and even Death lent a kindly hand when its turn came, and gave her the lightest, quickest possible touch and, at that, took her unaware, when she was sleeping.
Not one of us, who linger after, will ever forget her stately, queenly dignity, aloof yet friendly and full of comradery--a wish for human welfare her uppermost desire. She lived in an ideal world, surrounded by love and shielded from all possible pain and sorrow. She loved the brightness and set her eyes to behold only joy as a reality--eternal youth as the estate of mankind. From everything contrary she turned her tender, beautiful soulful eyes.
Even in her dress she was unusual, and no woman ever wore the royal purple more advantageously, nor draped the filmy lace of con- vent cell more gracefully about her shoulders. She had just returned from an extended trip to Panama, to the San Diego and San Francisco expositions, where she was honored by everyone, many special atten- tions being paid her, in San Francisco, where she had many friends. She made the long journey with her sister, Miss Love, and other mem- bers of her family, coming home by the Canadian Pacific route. So much was the journey enjoyed by her, that she even talked of extend- ing it to Honolulu and Japan.
Sunday from the home she had graced for sixty years, she will be borne by her five sons and the husband of her only daughter, and at the Crematory she will be met by two grandsons and five grandson- in-low; where her ashes will be mingled with those of her husband, Walter Cary, who proceeded her on All Saints Day, 1881; and a great- grandson will see them placed in the family's lot at Forest Lawn."
(From the Buffalo Courier, Oct. 10, 1915.)
"In the passing of Mme. Cary (Julia Love), Buffalo loses a beautiful woman--beautiful in the highest sense of the term--one with all the graces of mind and heart and feminity, a typical gentle- woman, whose loveliness was compelling. Devoted to home, she was always the center of a large family circle, who gave her unmeasured love and attention.
But outside of her kinspeople, there were many to whom Mme. Cary was known, for in her younger days she was the acknowledged leader of Buffalo society, and still with the passing of the years, this fine gentlewoman held sway, even though Buffalo society is made of many circles.
No charity ball, the climax of each season's gaiety, has seemed complete without the presence of Mme. Cary, the grande dame in her shimmering ivory satins and rare laces, and her advent was always